[Still waiting on C to send me the photo!]
I went to my friend C's house to paint away some anxiety. The result was a tiger beetle decapitating many ants in soothing watercolor.
C speculated the beetle represented the corporate machine and we are the ants being crushed in its mighty jaws, the flowers (rewards) always in sight but out of reach.
This is why I love art. What's this really about? I don't have a clue, but it's fun to imagine.
It remains in C's custody.
[February 12, 2016]